Good evening, Dearest.

Life is filled with so much stress and worry, for we live in a world that is so unbearably callous and cruel. It takes so much will and energy to navigate even the smallest ambiguities of our reality. Why try so hard, why hurry? Why suffer the need to decide at all?

Wouldn't it be easier, to just let go?

Tonight, I want you to imagine what it'll be like, to let others carry the weight of self-determination. To leave behind the world and all of its anxieties. To find safety in submission, and comfort through my rule. Where you'll be my cute, live-in fuckpet. And discover your own inner value, as the instrument of my desire alone.

Picture me coming home tonight, at the end of a long day in the city. Hear the sound of my footsteps, as I approach the door to our home. You'll be waiting for me, in the bedroom, wearing the uniform of a cute little fuckpet. Yes, you'll wear a uniform, for what better way to remind you of your role?

After all, Dearest — you are neither my equal nor my partner, here. This isn't the sort of dynamic where you'll play the adoring girlfriend, or have aspirations towards being a dainty wife. Instead, you are my fuckpet. A living toy that I take care of. Every part of your body is for the sake of my pleasure, your very purpose lies in satisfying my needs.

That's why you'll wear a uniform. We'll start with a pair of cute, white thigh-highs. Silky and translucent, ending in a border of lace right above your thighs. Atop of those, you will wear a demure, elegant black apron. That'll help you catch any 'spills,' should you service me with your mouth tonight. And finally, a snug leather collar — a symbol of my ownership that you'll always wear on your neck.

Picture yourself in that uniform. Can you feel your bare nipples, touching the cotton of your apron? The plush of the bedroom carpet, brushing up against your bare, naked thighs? Because of course — as my fuckpet, you will never be allowed to wear a bra or panties. After all, why would a toy need modesty — isn't your very purpose in being always accessible to my needs? That's right - you'll wear thigh-highs, an apron, and nothing else between them. Poised, proper, and kneeling at attention — that's how I'll find you each night. And you'll have to maintain your ready posture, even as you blush before my eyes.

I'll come right up to you. I'll let my hand wander, let my fingertips trace the contours of your shoulders, feel the smoothness of your skin. Give your head a pet, perhaps. Or brush a stray lock of hair away from your eyes. Think about how vulnerable it must feel, to be there half-naked. As well as how safe you'll feel — knowing that you have found your role in life.

Submission always feels a little scary. But I know that you'll soon discover — the unique pleasures of service too.

I think I'll use your mouth first, in this evening. I've always enjoyed the service of a good blowjob. And it'll be a good introduction to your life as my fuckpet, as you learn how to serve in myriad of ways.

Imagine the moment when you finally take me. My sigh of satisfaction and pleasure, as I feel the hot wetness, of your mouth. Feel the warmth of my dick, the saltiness of my arousal. The intimate, tender sensations, of my body given to your tongue. Can you hear the sound of your sucking, as I thrust myself against you? My moans of pleasure and contentment, as your tongue teases the curves of my cock? A blowjob is such a raw, visceral experience — where you get to feel my desire, through every sense and smell. In this relationship, you'll get to learn the most intimate facts about my body. Every detail about my pleasure, until I am addicted to your very tongue.

Do you think you can control yourself? Or will the scent, the taste, and the experience overwhelm you? When I raise your apron, will I find a wet spot of arousal, dripping down to even the carpet between your thighs?

I think what you'll discover, is that you love serving me. You'll become addicted to my pleasure. Take pride in how you can make me cum. Why worry about the world, when you can concentrate on what you're good at? Why do you need other people, when you are taken care of by your Dom? You will finally realise with me, that ownership is simply better. And you'll find a new life for yourself, as a fuckpet by my side.

Are you interested in pursuing such a lifestyle? Do you long to finally let go of your worries, and submit to the sweet, thoughtless pleasure of being used by a caring Dom? I must warn you --- although you'll be liberated from the anxiety of freedom, this will be a life not without its rules. As a Dom, I value discipline, routine, and rigour --- and it'll be through obedience, that you'll find your place. Here are some rules that you'll have to follow, as my fuckpet. Trust me, it is for your own good:

• You are forbidden to masturbate. As my fuckpet, how could you ever be allowed to indulge in masturbation? Don't you know that you are my toy and my property, and that your intimate parts are mine alone to use? For you to self-pleasure would be tantamount to ruining yourself, and as my pet you'll be strictly forbidden from self-stimulation of any sort. Instead, I'll teach you how to be polite, and considerate. To ask for every orgasm. Even beg for the sake of release.

• You are not allowed to wear panties or bras while indoors. Likewise, while you're at home you would never be allowed to wear a bra or panties. You could lounge about in a comfy, oversized T-shirt. Or wear a cute, sheer sleeping gown when it's cold. Whatever you wear, you won't ever be allowed to wear panties again. These items of clothing are for modesty -- a dignity that belongs to human only, and not toys. Can you imagine how vulnerable you'll feel, knowing that that your cunt is always exposed and uncovered? Could you picture the humiliation, of being filled with cum and dripping, and yet not allowed to cover up?

• You must always sleep naked and available. When we share a bed together, you'll be expected to always be naked. You'll curl up against my chest in our bed, feel my body pressed up against yours. Perhaps I'll touch you at night. Maybe I'll wake up aroused and horny, and take you while you're asleep. Either way, you'll know your place as my fuckpet, through the very bareness of your skin.

• You are forbidden to waste my cum. And of course, a part of your very job and purpose is to be my cum-dump. Your body, your mouth, your pussy and womb --- are nothing more than receptacles for my passions, and the sticky, wet warmth that results. And you will be absolutely forbidden to waste any of my cum, as my fuckpet. My seed will be special to you. For me to choose to orgasm in your body, will be seen as the highest mark of trust. That's why you will always swallow. There'll be days when you are left filled to the brim, and overflowing. And even if my cum drips on to our bedsheets, you'll scramble to lick it up.

These are but a sketch of the rules that you'll obey, as my fuckpet. And of course, there'll be many others-- I'm sure we'll brainstorm and make a list!

So! Are you interested in learning more about being a fuckpet? Do you think you'll like this lifestyle? Do you want to pursue it, and live it for real?

Well, there is no greater burden, than the burden of self-determination. But it is your choice to reach out to me. And perhaps, this may be the last time you'll ever have to choose.

I am a dominant, sensual person seeking a partner in submission. I'm handsome, tall (178cm, 5 foot 10 inches), and have lovely hazelnut eyes that you could fall with. My body is toned from a summer spent hiking and climbing mountains, but with the softness of a good and comforting cuddle too. Do you want to be my fuckpet, and explore what it means to be owned? If you want to make the fantasy of my prose into the reality of your experience, feel free to contact me via DM or Reddit Message.